Sirius and Xander gazed in awe as a resplendent silver humanoid machine strode out from the hall into the lounge. Their eyes widened, practically glued to the machine.
It was a mecha. It was actually a mecha!
The two had always been fascinated by mechas; these metallic humanoids were among Elysium's greatest technological feats, allowing regular people a chance to stand toe-to-toe with natural champions of their world, Soul Weaver. Sure, there weren't a lot of mecha that could actually ascend to the highest of the ranks but it was better than nothing.
In fact, when a mecha entered the scene, even soul weavers of the same level often had to step back. Only those with intricate soul weaves specifically designed to counter mechas—or true prodigies and monstrous talents—could claim any chance of defeating a mecha of equal rank.
